When we were kids, we couldn’t wait to grow up and fall in love. Now that we are grown up, we realise that wounded knees were easier to heal than broken hearts.
A bell isn’t a bell, till you ring it, A song is no song till you sing it, And love in your heart isn’t there to stay, Love isn’t love, till you give it away!
I don’t know why I’m so afraid to lose you when you are not even mine. I don’t know why I love you so when you don’t even love me. I don’t know why you are the one when I’m just a someone to you.